Zhang Jiong used to fantasize that he would one day become a master of Taoism and be omnipotent.
After feeling the shock of a flight this night, I completely determined to carry forward Maoshan Taoism.
Locke's open air shield resists strong hurricanes and atmospheric pressure in the high air.
With his shoulders held by Locke, Zhang Jiong looked at the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.
Because it was night, I didn't see many special beauty, but this has satisfied Zhang Jiong.
Especially when passing through some large cities, the colorful night scenery in the city blinded Zhang's eyes.
After more than ten years of pure heart and few desires, Zhang Jiong has not had the opportunity to contact the prosperous nightlife of big cities in the new era.
Not only Zhang Jiong was surprised, but also Locke, a first-class knight who has experienced three planes and traveled countless places, was surprised.
Although the world did not have much application in elemental energy, they developed another kind of energy - electric energy.
Locke can naturally see what kind of energy is consumed by the colorful neon lights in the city below.
All the way, guided by Zhang Jiong, Locke flew straight to Maoshan in Soviet province.
Every time Zhang Jiong goes back and forth to Maoshan, he has to toss back and forth by plane and car for a week, while it only takes three hours here in Locke.
It's eleven o'clock at night. At this time in the past, the watchmaking hall in Maoshan hasn't rung the last bell.
The hard-working senior brothers and sisters should also gather in the practice hall to practice Taoism.
Maoshan is not big. It is a medium-sized mountain range covering only more than 40 square kilometers.
All the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, Locke was disappointed. I don't know whether it was the night or whether Maoshan was not prosperous. There were only a few human beings along the way.
When you go to the martial arts training ground on the hillside, there are some interesting things here. There are always fifty or sixty people meditating and practicing on the playground. Some of them have the same strength as Zhang Jiong, while others don't even have the Qi feeling stage. They are completely ordinary people with stronger individual quality.
Only a grey robed old Taoist made lockdor pay attention. The man's true Qi in the Dantian had some heat. In their words, he was a friar practicing the second level of Qi.
"That's my sixth martial uncle." Zhang Jiong was controlled by Locke and said reluctantly.
Now they are hiding in the clouds and covered by the night. Not to mention the second layer of Qi training, even the full friars of the twelfth layer of Qi training may not be able to find Locke, a first-class knight.
The second level of Qi training is matched with the entry-level attendants in the knight stage. The old man just made lockdor pay attention.
Then fly to the top of the mountain. This time, a large number of eaves and pavilions appear. Most of these pavilions are old and have an unusually strong historical flavor.
There are many buildings, but few people. After a rough glance, there are only a dozen ordinary Taoists in Taoist clothes.
"Why are there so many people?" Locke said strangely.
Zhang Jiong's face was a little embarrassed. Locke asked him again before he said, "most people should get off work at this point."
"Off duty?" Locke looks at Zhang Jiong.
The man in his thirties was stunned by the elder Locke. He couldn't raise his head. He organized a language and said, "although we have the second martial uncle in Maoshan with the help of the government, relying on the second martial uncle alone can't feed more than a hundred people in Maoshan."
"These halls and pavilions were left over from the previous dynasty. Now they are managed by my third martial uncle. They are used as tourist attractions for tourists." Zhang Jiong explained, "this ticket and incense money account for a large part of our Maoshan funds every year. If we don't do so, many of our senior brothers and sisters don't have the resources to practice."
"The third martial uncle went to Nanjing city to apply for material cultural heritage funds the year before last, but he didn't succeed, otherwise our life in Maoshan would be better. But the second martial uncle said he was already running this thing, and there should be a special capital injection from the government in two years." Zhang Jiong said honestly.
This is also a secret inside Maoshan. He also benefited from a master as a great elder to know so much.
Locke nodded. He did feel a Taoist practicing Qi in the shabby side hall somewhere below. Most of them were the third martial Uncle Zhang Jiong said.
Flying over this building Pavilion, near the top of the mountain, Locke finally saw the true face of Maoshan altar.
The Taoist temple here is cleaner and brighter than those on the hillside, and there are bright yellow street lamps around the general altar, which has a full sense of modernity.
There is not much popularity here. After a rough exploration, Locke felt about 50 people.
Of the more than 50 people, less than 10 really entered the Qi refining period. Like Zhang Jiong, there were about twenty or thirty people who stayed in the Qi feeling period, and there were more than 20 ordinary people who were recruited by the Maoshan sect.
"Aren't you the largest Maoshan sect in China? There aren't many people." Locke, who has a general understanding of Maoshan's situation, sighed.
Zhang Jiong said, "more than 100 people are already a big sect, and there are several famous sects left. There are only 21 people in Tianshan sect, a little more than 50 people in Longhu sect, not to mention Emei sect, which is supported by more than 30 women."
At present, the Taoist forces in China are generally summarized. It can be said that the Maoshan sect is the only one, and the remaining three Taoist schools are slightly inferior.
But don't laugh at anyone. In the late French era, science and technology were paramount, and it was really burning high incense if it could maintain orthodoxy.
Do you want to expand the sect, recruit disciples and gain the faith of the people?
Ask the governor first The gun in the government's hand said no.
Hundreds of years ago, daomen could stir the wind and rain in the Central Plains with some minor Taoist techniques. Many rulers of all dynasties were loyal believers of daomen.
But in today's 200 years, save it.
No matter how strong Taoism is, can it compete with planes and tanks?
Be a pawn The bureau is angry. You hit a missile. Everyone has to see the grandmaster.
The reason why Maoshan can still be mixed in all Taoism is that Zhang Jiong, the second martial uncle of their previous generation, is a talent, knows current affairs and holds his thigh.
The first-hand acupuncture and moxibustion treatment combined with the use of genuine Qi has amazing curative effect. I don't know how many difficult and miscellaneous diseases of those people at the top level in China have been saved. At least before those old people who have received the favor of Maoshan go to the earth, Maoshan sect can safely ensure that there is no worry about Taoism.
Not afraid of their own tragedy, they are afraid of being worse than others.
The examples of Tianshan sect, Longhu sect and Emei sect are all alive. You know, hundreds of years ago, every ten years, the leading position of the world Taoist sect was held by the four sects in turn. Now it has become the hereditary successor of Maoshan sect.
The Taoist door didn't surprise him much. Locke was not interested in wasting time. He flew directly to the ancestral hall of the general altar of Maoshan sect, where there was the strongest Taoist in his opinion.
Zhang Jiong was temporarily suppressed by him and could not move.
In the ancestral hall, a Taoist priest with grey beard, wearing a towel and holding floating dust, sat on a futon to meditate.
The Taoist has a ruddy complexion and gray hair. He is spotless. He looks like he is not angry and self powerful when meditating. He is a master of Taoism.
Qi cultivators in the sixth level of Qi cultivation are just middle-level attendants.
This Taoist can cultivate to this level. Locke has to admire his high talent. At least Locke can cultivate in this position. At most, he is also at the level of Zhang Jiong.
Lao Dao's age is 80 years old, but he looks like an old man in his 60s because of practicing Qigong.
When Locke walked into the hall, the first-class Knight's precise control and the unique elegance and flexibility of the wind system skill didn't make a sound.
The Taoist priest was still practicing there. He didn't find that there was a stranger less than six meters away from him.
Five meters away from the old road, Locke stopped. He had a hunch that he would find him if he took another step forward.
It seems that this skill is not good for nothing, Locke thought.
Zhang Jiong, who was suppressed by Locke and couldn't move around, couldn't believe it. He knew his master's strength best. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even find out in front of this elder during the foundation period.
"Well, you're back." The old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and said.
He didn't find Locke, but at such a close distance, it was Zhang Jiong who had found some leakage of breath.
"Yes, I haven't seen you for half a year. Your Maoshan Sutra skills have improved greatly. Even I, a master, almost didn't find you coming in. Tell me, how do you feel when you break through to the level of Qi practice?" The Taoist priest closed his eyes and then said.
No one answered him.
The old Taoist frowned and slowly opened his eyes. In front of him, in addition to the boy he was familiar with, there was a gray haired young man with a funny smile.
Locke suddenly appeared in front of him. On the surface, he didn't panic the old man. Only the old man knew what happened in his heart.
"I dare to ask you why you want to arrest me." The old man said with a dull expression. He could see that his boy was subject to the young man.
Locke didn't talk nonsense with the old man. He directly stretched out his hand and spit out the fierce fighting spirit in his palm, which directly turned into a fighting palm and pinched the old Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was really frightened this time.
His face turned red. He was running Qi. He wanted to break through Locke's fighting spirit and control his palm, but the green tendons on his forehead were about to come out, but they still didn't break.
The Taoist priest's reserve of true Qi is not as strong as Locke's. after struggling for a minute or two, he let go of his strength and didn't fight tenaciously.
This made Locke, who wanted to try his old ways, shake his head.
Press the palm of his hand on the Taoist priest's head, and he is ready to read the memory directly.
"No! Please let my master go!" On the other side, Zhang Jiong resumed his ability to speak and hurried.
Spiritual power invaded the old man's brain. To Locke's surprise, Locke's consciousness was squeezed out after experiencing a strong resistance.
"Divine thoughts?" Locke wondered.
He can feel that he can forcibly break through the Taoist mind with the powerful spiritual power of first-class creatures, but the gain is not worth the loss. For the knowledge in the Taoist brain, Locke is not worth spending so much spiritual power.
After seeing the old Taoist whose face was ugly after being impacted by mental force, Locke was sure that he could get anything he wanted from his mouth.